Poems Pg 4



Fools Gold

Oh, how I loved you then.
In the days of fools gold.
My body yearned to touch yours.
My palate hungered to taste yours.
My eyes were blinded by yours.
My soul lusted to mate with yours.
Oh, how I loved you then,
In the days of fools gold.

So I mined my inner sanctum then,
In the days of fools gold.
Searching for a rational value of love.
Chipping into the fateful core of love.
Digging ever deeper into the quarry of love.
Weighing the extracted, raw ore of love.
Oh, how I loved you then,
In the days of fools gold.

No, I was not grounded then,
In the days of fools gold.
I thought that true love was perpetual motion.
I imagined that true love was consensual devotion.
I believed that true love could never be broken.
I was startled to uncover true love caving to erosion.
Oh, how I loved you then,
In the days of fools gold.

Oh, how I loved you then.
In the days of fools gold.
My body yearned to touch yours.
My palate hungered to taste yours.
My eyes were blinded by yours.
My soul lusted to mate with yours.
Oh, how I loved you then,
In the days of fools gold.


The moon shines on the sea at night.
A bright, but borrowed light.
You and I sit on the shore,
And watch as light reflections
Twinkle on the waves.
Borrowed light.
Reflected light.
It is the love light
In your eyes that stays
With me long after night.
All day.
It is your love that lights my way.


When we cross the river
It will be different there.
We will not be the same.
When we cross the river
There will be redemption there
We will shed our soul of shame.

Across the river there
Stands a beacon bright
That guides us to the light.
A carpenter built it there
Upon a cornerstone
To pilot souls home.

Across the river there
Stands a dogwood cross,
An icon for the lost.
The Ascension left it there
To manifest the way,
That we be not led astray.

When we cross the river
There is no turning back,
The helmsman is wearing black.
When we cross the river
We no longer need to fear,
Redemption awaits us there.


Dancing Fools

We danced on the table.
We danced on the floor.
We danced in the hallway.
We danced out the door.
We danced in the street.
We danced in the clouds.
We danced quite alone.
We danced in the crowds.
We danced in the mountains.
We danced on the shore.
We danced until exhausted,
Then we danced some more.
We danced in the moonlight.
We danced all day long.
We danced to the silence.
We danced to our song.
We’re just dancing fools,
I suppose you might say.
But, hey,
We’ll just keep on dancing,
Until we’ve danced away.